It isn’t until he touches his forehead to hers and tells her to stop crying that he allows himself to be made of porcelain, too.
A while ago I got this idea for a project, and saw no better way of starting it off than by having someone illustrate [I can’t draw my way out of a paper bag] a certain scene from PDCC. But then “Porcelain” happened and left quite an impression on me, and it was obvious that it was particularly special to you, so I ended up kindasorta commissioning [my first ever commission, actually :D] this [http://hachiyuki.deviantart.com/] incredible artist, who was sweet enough to bear with me these past few weeks for this piece.
For the record, she really enjoyed your fic as well. So much so, that I think you miiiight have helped another poor unsuspecting soul see the RivaMika light.
It’s not 120% faithful to the text in terms of detail and stuff, but judging by one of your comments, it should be closer to the mental image you had while writing it [it is to mine]. At least, I really hope so!
I’m preeetty sure you’re tired of my fangirling by now, but I really wanted to express how much I appreciate and am thankful for you and the constantly awe-inspiring, thought-provoking way you bring this stupid life-ruining ship to life in this manner, too
plus, it’s not like I’m not enjoying the eye-candy,lol. Chapeau! ^_^ *scurries off*